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			<title>I cry</title>
			<description>Okay, so... this is my first poem.</description>
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			<title>The Forgotten</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jenn&amp;nbsp; McCall&amp;nbsp; thought&amp;nbsp; of&amp;nbsp; herself&amp;nbsp; as&amp;nbsp; an&amp;nbsp; ordinary&amp;nbsp; teenager.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Her&amp;nbsp; brown&amp;nbsp; curly&amp;nbsp; locks&amp;nbsp; gently&amp;nbsp; swept&amp;nbsp; just&amp;nbsp; past&amp;nbsp; her&amp;nbsp; shoulders,&amp;nbsp; framing&amp;nbsp; her&amp;nbsp; oval&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<title>Preface</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It&amp;nbsp; was&amp;nbsp; definite,&amp;nbsp; my&amp;nbsp; life&amp;nbsp; hadn&amp;rsquo;t&amp;nbsp; turned&amp;nbsp; out&amp;nbsp; the&amp;nbsp; way&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp; had&amp;nbsp; ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dreamwriter77/432553/</link>
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			<title>Eternal Sunrise</title>
			<description>What would you do if something worse than the depths of hell were chasing you and your power to defend yourself was undeveloped and uncontrollable? Elizabeth Mason, jumps off a cliff. Why? Because she is praying the portal to the world Asterion will open </description>
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